Hand to Bottle
6/10/06
Silence has my tongue
Screams breaking lose in my brain
There is no escape
Where is the voice of reason
My F**KING Reason…
The one that says I’ll be okay without another pill
I’ll be fine as soon as I breathe
Remember To Breathe…
But my hand is to the bottle
My head is tilted back
Looking to whoever
Or maybe to God...
I am still waiting for reason
My F**KING Reason…
I’m tired of fighting this sickness
One More Pill…
Hand to bottle
Chaos to peace
F**KING Peace…